tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38518112019-01-08T09:46:41.709-05:00Billy's CapturesImages and stories recorded as Mr. Billy lives his life.Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.comBlogger1733125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-43917374248012673122017-05-14T08:57:00.003-04:002017-05-14T14:19:33.133-04:00Getting Old?<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p3h-DkHFixo/WRifZCXE5MI/AAAAAAAAtwI/MHArhUxbOco3CgGL7t68sqFTXvEvhvYsACLcB/s1600/_DSC5598.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p3h-DkHFixo/WRifZCXE5MI/AAAAAAAAtwI/MHArhUxbOco3CgGL7t68sqFTXvEvhvYsACLcB/s400/_DSC5598.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />The Spirit is timeless but the container God knits together in our mother's womb changes over time (Psalm 139:13). The Spirit lives on after the container has returned to the ground. An eternity together in paradise or alone in torment (Matthew 25:31-46). We follow Jesus or we go the way of the world Love must give us the choice or there can be no love.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/--1gWcwqAt0w/WRhNZPaxxlI/AAAAAAAAtu8/vKu4y2yy3AsJ9-92P8oJELL5Tx_4245CQCLcB/s1600/01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/--1gWcwqAt0w/WRhNZPaxxlI/AAAAAAAAtu8/vKu4y2yy3AsJ9-92P8oJELL5Tx_4245CQCLcB/s1600/01.jpg" /></a></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">All of this become clearer as I watch dear people around me move through life. When we grow up we begin to see new life appear. As we are witness to the growing up of these new lives we gain amazing insight into how this life God has given works. Faith comes by hearing and hearing by the Word of God. (Romans 10:17)<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rrZ70eR86bo/WRhNToDDiPI/AAAAAAAAtu4/OJNKrNiiA60aq70vsf0vGZhncG-vtdqXACLcB/s1600/03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rrZ70eR86bo/WRhNToDDiPI/AAAAAAAAtu4/OJNKrNiiA60aq70vsf0vGZhncG-vtdqXACLcB/s1600/03.jpg" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This Friday I had the privilege and pleasure of seeing many little people whom I have a profound love for. It was through a church fellowship that I came to see these families as they grew together or in some cases apart. I would probably not have been there but my profession gives me the opportunity and for that I am thankful.<br /><br />&nbsp;For many of the children I have known over the years it is that time when they take on more responsibility for their own futures. Some have already made decisions which have thrown their lives into chaos. Some with the support of their families and a reverence for God and His Word have been preserved. For them it is a sacred time and they can look forward to the future with excitement and none of the regret of having disobeyed. Father for those who are conflicted at this very moment may they respond to your pursuit and return to the peace that is found in You! May they awaken to Truth that the Love they seek is You!<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VU8Bv93B-kI/WRhS9KgYG4I/AAAAAAAAtvY/BiHeKuTBw4Y99nzAmuakZHsSHjUcALpHwCLcB/s1600/06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VU8Bv93B-kI/WRhS9KgYG4I/AAAAAAAAtvY/BiHeKuTBw4Y99nzAmuakZHsSHjUcALpHwCLcB/s1600/06.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">This gathering was for three lovely graduates born into three blessed families and the celebration was full of light. It was thrilling to see how far they have come and the graceful young women they now are. The true tests are still ahead as they leave their loving homes and live on campuses where they will be told unequivocally that their origins are accidental and their is no truth except the truth they make up for themselves. They will tested and tried by those who will want to profit from them in a world that see everyone as a resource to be plundered. They have been trained up and know the Truth it will be up to them to walk in the Spirit (Galatians 5:16)<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jkyjjb639K4/WRhPDNN26CI/AAAAAAAAtvQ/a0bickWOmisjZoHyCSYG2izhlLeA2KX5QCEw/s1600/05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jkyjjb639K4/WRhPDNN26CI/AAAAAAAAtvQ/a0bickWOmisjZoHyCSYG2izhlLeA2KX5QCEw/s1600/05.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MzdjcHC6_CQ/WRhNEyoi3DI/AAAAAAAAtvA/dwOgCq5UvksRG0HXGm2v1fD-iWJb5VXygCEw/s1600/04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MzdjcHC6_CQ/WRhNEyoi3DI/AAAAAAAAtvA/dwOgCq5UvksRG0HXGm2v1fD-iWJb5VXygCEw/s1600/04.jpg" /></a></div>And the story continues as generation after generation rises.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">11 Therefore, knowing the fear of the Lord, we persuade others. But what we are is known to God, and I hope it is known also to your conscience. 12 We are not commending ourselves to you again but giving you cause to boast about us, so that you may be able to answer those who boast about outward appearance and not about what is in the heart. 13 For if we are beside ourselves, it is for God; if we are in our right mind, it is for you. 14 For the love of Christ controls us, because we have concluded this: that one has died for all, therefore all have died; 15 and he died for all, that those who live might no longer live for themselves but for him who for their sake died and was raised. 16 From now on, therefore, we regard no one according to the flesh. Even though we once regarded Christ according to the flesh, we regard him thus no longer. 17 Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come. 18 All this is from God, who through Christ reconciled us to himself and gave us the ministry of reconciliation; 19 that is, in Christ God was reconciling the world to himself, not counting their trespasses against them, and entrusting to us the message of reconciliation. 20 Therefore, we are ambassadors for Christ, God making his appeal through us. We implore you on behalf of Christ, be reconciled to God. 21 For our sake he made him to be sin who knew no sin, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.<br />2 Corinthians 5:11-21</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-67632041677715695482017-04-08T14:30:00.000-04:002017-04-09T11:23:45.516-04:00Mareli Sanchez & Julian Clawson Wedding!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R_tIZBX9ZvI/WOpPwDRVKWI/AAAAAAAAqXQ/m0lRRF5RwhkX7K5jJsmSvZNTFUemdMMmACLcB/s1600/blog3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="360" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R_tIZBX9ZvI/WOpPwDRVKWI/AAAAAAAAqXQ/m0lRRF5RwhkX7K5jJsmSvZNTFUemdMMmACLcB/s400/blog3.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Someone whom I have known for but a few month just entered into marriage. He goes by the name Julian and he is a co-worker. It did not take long for me to discover he has an abiding love for his Creator and Redeemer Jesus and I have been inspired by his humble faith and his growing love for everyone around him!&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g_eztFj9Ixc/WOpOFSF2A_I/AAAAAAAAqXE/pu_AR40oMFwAogcfszrnxgmCzq8ehwBfQCLcB/s1600/blog1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g_eztFj9Ixc/WOpOFSF2A_I/AAAAAAAAqXE/pu_AR40oMFwAogcfszrnxgmCzq8ehwBfQCLcB/s640/blog1.jpg" width="457" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><center><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="281" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/0ACm0YfF1A0" width="500"></iframe></center><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">There is a freedom in Christ that changes a man so much that the evidence is understood without even words or deeds. It is an atmosphere of love that is beyond the control of the one who experiences it. It is the power of the Holy Spirit through our weakness to bring life to us and those around us. It is God in us!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J4w5SRX_FLo/WOpPTvtdrZI/AAAAAAAAqXM/cPJEo7a163QM9wimnXro7OAACJqILSXlgCLcB/s1600/blog2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J4w5SRX_FLo/WOpPTvtdrZI/AAAAAAAAqXM/cPJEo7a163QM9wimnXro7OAACJqILSXlgCLcB/s640/blog2.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">It is not what a man does that is of final importance, but what he is in what he does. The atmosphere produced by a man, much more than his activities, has the lasting influence.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oswald Chambers</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p-z8U204Fqw/WOpLiBxgwvI/AAAAAAAAqWw/IsLkcF3zhdoq38PWf3yS3iK4AyKxZ4sqACLcB/s1600/_DSC1384.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p-z8U204Fqw/WOpLiBxgwvI/AAAAAAAAqWw/IsLkcF3zhdoq38PWf3yS3iK4AyKxZ4sqACLcB/s640/_DSC1384.jpg" width="425" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thank you Julian for bringing me into your life beyond our employment. You and Mareli have been an example of Christ love and your wedding ceremony was a picture of God's healing work in our broken lives. Trust and obey God has wonderful things in store!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/--5f-LWEr8bA/WOpMl1RwtyI/AAAAAAAAqW4/2duJwlNDALgnDSnckC51xSkFCwRh_6kDwCLcB/s1600/_DSC2188web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/--5f-LWEr8bA/WOpMl1RwtyI/AAAAAAAAqW4/2duJwlNDALgnDSnckC51xSkFCwRh_6kDwCLcB/s400/_DSC2188web.jpg" width="346" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: #fdfeff; color: #001320; font-family: &quot;arimo&quot; , &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: justify;"><i>So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: #fdfeff; color: #001320; font-family: &quot;arimo&quot; , &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: justify;">1 Corinthians 10:31</span></div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com010651 Anderson Rd, Tampa, FL 33624, USA28.045461 -82.54100590000001628.044584999999998 -82.542266400000017 28.046337 -82.539745400000015tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-61114431499674686022017-01-20T13:44:00.001-05:002017-01-20T13:46:39.941-05:00Momma Squirrel no More.<div style="text-align: center;"><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/32047529880/in/dateposted-public/" title="Momma Squirrel no more"><img alt="Momma Squirrel no more" height="342" src="https://c1.staticflickr.com/1/653/32047529880_6d774edea2.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br />Beloved squirrel who so faithfully served the Creator and brought us lots of joy met her demise yesterday afternoon. She is the second momma squirrel who made the little patch of earth we live on her's as well and she will be missed. <br /><br />Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? And not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father. But even the hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not, therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows. Matthew 10:29-31 </div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-13501298147338994052016-06-11T15:37:00.001-04:002016-06-11T15:37:04.611-04:00Cement Plant Shoot<div style="text-align: center;"><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/27599933755/in/photostream" title="Photo Shoot at the Cement Factory"><img alt="Photo Shoot at the Cement Factory" height="333" src="https://c4.staticflickr.com/8/7088/27599933755_22413b8114.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br />Recorded some images at an amazing facility with <a href="https://www.colemedia.com/" target="_blank">colemedia </a>recently.<br /><br /><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/27599933955/in/photostream" title="Photo Shoot at the Cement Factory"><img alt="Photo Shoot at the Cement Factory" height="333" src="https://c4.staticflickr.com/8/7417/27599933955_a56103d8eb.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br />The dominating feature of the plant was a huge metal tube. I was told that inside the tube walls there is 9 inches of brick and still the heat coming off the tube was intense. temperatures inside were 1500 to 2700 degrees!<br /><br /><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/26990837613/in/photostream" title="Photo Shoot at the Cement Factory"><img alt="Photo Shoot at the Cement Factory" height="500" src="https://c6.staticflickr.com/8/7204/26990837613_5d2dee6ecb.jpg" width="333" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="375" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/AG5yl_JrWqk" width="500"></iframe> <br /><br />The large tube is a rotary kiln used for pyroprocessing cement!<br /><br /><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/27527075421/in/photostream" title="Photo Shoot at the Cement Factory"><img alt="Photo Shoot at the Cement Factory" height="500" src="https://c6.staticflickr.com/8/7303/27527075421_9f81c6c3c6.jpg" width="333" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br />We focus on stills and video of the procedure used to blast the dust produced during process! Fire and blasting air inside the stack! Dramatic stuff for sure.<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="281" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/mI66BpG4eHI" width="500"></iframe> &nbsp;&nbsp;</div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-49567162184979632162016-05-08T11:58:00.002-04:002016-05-08T11:59:23.588-04:00Owls 2016<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="281" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/0WnQ0SCMaBk" width="500"></iframe> <br /><br />This year's Owl family!</div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-59986267460455063102016-04-24T08:21:00.000-04:002016-04-26T08:29:19.434-04:00Anclote with Old Friends<p align="center"><img border="0" alt="Anclote with friends" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1699/26381889610_88c6694153.jpg"></p><p align="center">Capt. Scott facilitated a spectacular adventure for all of us childhood friends today! Our destination was Anclote Key!</p><p align="center"><a title="Anclote with friends" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/48889071072@N01/26561895012/"><img border="0" alt="Anclote with friends" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1639/26561895012_dc6895be69.jpg"></a></p><p align="center">It was a beautiful day to be on the water!</p><p align="center">“All about us, in earth and air, wherever the eye or ear can reach, there is a power ever-breathing itself forth in signs, now in a daisy, now in a wind-waft, a cloud, a sunset; a power that holds constant and sweetest relation with the dark and silent world within us. The same God who is within us and upon whose trees we are the buds, if not yet the flowers, also is all about us, inside, the Spirit; outside, the Word. And the two are ever trying to meet in us; and when they meet, then the sign without, and the longing within become one light, and the man no more walketh in darkness, but knoweth wither he is goeth” (Thomas Wingfold, Curate, Ch.82) George Macdonald</p><p align="center"><a title="Anclote with friends" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/48889071072@N01/26049431444/"><img border="0" alt="Anclote with friends" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1566/26049431444_ee57360261.jpg"></a></p><p align="center">The eldest of the Miller brothers was in town and it was his visit that precipitated the adventure. On the boat were Capt. Scott, the Miller brothers, the younger of the miller brothers was accompanied by his two sons and then there was my brother and I!</p><p align="center"><a title="Anclote with friends" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/48889071072@N01/26561894752/"><img border="0" alt="Anclote with friends" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1619/26561894752_7c4080e175.jpg"></a></p><p align="center">You and I are the offspring of God. The one and only Creator of all that there is. In Him alone is love and only through a return to Him in complete surrender do we have fellowship with each other! This fellowship is good and true and is a shadow of the fellowship ahead of us in the kingdom to come. </p><p align="center">I therefore, a prisoner for the Lord, urge you to walk in a manner worthy of the calling to which you have been called, with all humility and gentleness, with patience, bearing with one another in love, eager to maintain the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace. There is one body and one Spirit—just as you were called to the one hope that belongs to your call—one Lord, one faith, one baptism, one God and Father of all, who is over all and through all and in all. But grace was given to each one of us according to the measure of Christ's gift.&nbsp; <font size="2">Ephesians 4:1-7 ESV</font></p>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-17273914935733666082016-04-23T07:41:00.001-04:002016-04-26T07:24:00.755-04:00Louisa Macdonald Letter to Her Son.<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="c3 c5" style="font-size: large;">Luisa Macdonald to her son Maurice</span></div><div class="c1 c4"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="c0">From Altoona Pennsylvania February 16, 1873</span><br /><span class="c0">Six years later Maurice died,&nbsp;</span>Maurice Macdonald 1864-1879</div><span class="c0"><br /></span></div><div class="c1 c4 c2"><span class="c7"></span></div><div class="c1"><span class="c3">My dearest Maurice, I was very sorry I could not write to you on the 7th of February, my darling, precious little son-you are not forgotten by your father and mother….</span><br /><span class="c3"><br /></span></div><div class="c1 c2"><span class="c3"></span></div><div class="c1"><span class="c3">People that love each other can't be very far off each other, thought a great sea comes in between them. Love joins us, doesn't it, dear boy? When you are thinking of me you have got me, and when I think about you I know you are mine. I know God gave you to me and so you are mine; and I can think of your dear face and the loving little kiss and the loving little way you have of doing things for me: that brings you quite close to my mind, and then my heart holds you very tight when I get hold of you so!.... </span><br /><span class="c3"><br /></span></div><div class="c1 c2"><span class="c3"></span></div><div class="c1"><span class="c3">But all of your life God will be nearer to you than I can ever be, and He can help you more than Papa or I ever can. You are more His even than mine. We may often mistake you, or be so far away that we cannot look at you just the minute you want something; but God the great Father will never misunderstand you and He is always near you and helps every time you call to HIm. Even when you only wish you could speak to Him, He will help you speak- making you want it. So dear darling Boy, you must take care not to send Him away, but ask Him to come into you more and more...</span><br /><span class="c3"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="c3"><br /></span></div><div class="c1 c2"></div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-12049030754031577552016-04-18T14:28:00.001-04:002016-04-26T07:10:00.342-04:00Little People Principles<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="c1 c7" style="font-size: large;">Principles for training up children.</span></div><div class="c4 c9"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="c6">From the </span><span class="c6 c8"><a class="c10" href="https://www.google.com/url?q=https://play.google.com/books/reader?id%3DDLY8AAAAYAAJ%26printsec%3Dfrontcover%26output%3Dreader%26hl%3Den%26pg%3DGBS.PA350&amp;sa=D&amp;ust=1461007824759000&amp;usg=AFQjCNGcG58T1_gmYC_W71wXJNWzxZ7BPw">Vicar's Daughter</a></span><span class="c6">&nbsp;By George Macdonald </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="c6"><br /></span></div></div><div class="c2"><span class="c0"></span></div><div class="c4"><span class="c0">The marvel to me is that so many children turn out so well. After all, I think there can be no harm in mentioning a few general principles laid down by my father. They are such as to commend themselves most to the most practical. </span><br /><span class="c0"><b><br /></b></span></div><div class="c2"><b><span class="c0"></span></b></div><div class="c4"><span class="c3 c1"><b>And first for a few negative ones. </b></span><br /><span class="c3 c1"><b><br /></b></span></div><div class="c2"><span class="c0"></span></div><div class="c4"><span class="c0 c1">1</span><span class="c0">. Never give in to disobedience; and never threaten what you are not prepared to carry out. </span><br /><span class="c0"><br /></span></div><div class="c2"><span class="c0"></span></div><div class="c4"><span class="c0 c1">2</span><span class="c0">. Never lose your temper. I do not say never be angry. Anger is sometimes indispensable, especially where there has been anything mean, dishonest, or cruel. But anger is very different from loss of temper.</span><br /><span class="c0"><br /></span></div><div class="c2"><span class="c0"></span></div><div class="c4"><span class="c0 c1">3</span><span class="c0">. Of all things, never sneer at them; and be careful, even, how you rally them. </span><br /><span class="c0"><br /></span></div><div class="c2"><span class="c0"></span></div><div class="c4"><span class="c0 c1">4</span><span class="c0">. Do not try to work on their feelings. Feelings are far too delicate things to be used for tools. It is like taking the mainspring out of your watch, and notching it for a saw. It may be a wonderful saw, but how fares your watch? Especially avoid doing so in connection with religious things, for so you will assuredly deaden them to all that is finest. Let your feelings, not your efforts on theirs, affect them with a sympathy the more powerful that it is not forced upon them; and, in order to do this, avoid being too English in the hiding of your feelings. A man's own family a right to share in his good feelings. </span></div><div class="c2"><span class="c0"></span></div><div class="c4"><span class="c0 c1"><br /></span><span class="c0 c1">5</span><span class="c0">. Never show that you doubt, except you are able to convict. To doubt an honest child is to do what you can to make a liar of him; and to believe a liar, if he is not altogether shameless, is to shame him.</span></div><div class="c2"><span class="c0"></span></div><div class="c4"><span class="c0 c1"><br /></span><span class="c0 c1">6</span><span class="c0">. Instill no religious doctrine apart from its duty. If it have no duty as its necessary embodiment, the doctrine may well be regarded as doubtful. </span></div><div class="c2"><span class="c0"></span></div><div class="c4"><span class="c0 c1"><br /></span><span class="c0 c1">7</span><span class="c0">. Do not be hard on mere quarrelling, which, like a storm in nature, is often helpful in clearing the moral atmosphere. Stop it by a judgment between the parties. But be severe as to the kind of quarrelling, and the temper shown in it. Especially give no quarter to any unfairness arising from greed or spite. Use your strongest language with regard to that. </span><br /><span class="c0"><b><br /></b></span></div><div class="c2"><b><span class="c0"></span></b></div><div class="c4"><span class="c1 c3"><b>Now for a few of my father's positive rules. </b></span><br /><span class="c1 c3"><b><br /></b></span></div><div class="c2"><span class="c0"></span></div><div class="c4"><span class="c0 c1">1</span><span class="c0">. Always let them come to you, and always hear what they have to say. If they</span></div><div class="c4"><span class="c0">bring a complaint, always examine into it, and dispense pure justice, and nothing but justice. </span></div><div class="c2"><span class="c0"></span></div><div class="c4"><span class="c0 c1"><br /></span><span class="c0 c1">2</span><span class="c0">. Cultivate a love of giving fair-play. Every one, of course, likes to receive fair-play; but no one ought to be left to imagine, therefore, that he loves fair-play. </span></div><div class="c2"><span class="c0"></span></div><div class="c4"><span class="c0 c1"><br /></span><span class="c0 c1">3</span><span class="c0">. Teach from the very first, from the infancy capable of sucking a sugar-plum, to share with neighbors. Never refuse the offering a child brings you, except you have a good reason, — and give it. And never pretend to partake: that involves hideous possibilities in its effects on the child. The necessity of giving a reason for refusing a kindness has no relation to what is supposed by some to be the necessity of giving a reason with every command. There is no such necessity. Of course there ought to be a reason in every command. That it may be desirable, sometimes, to explain it, is all my father would allow. </span></div><div class="c2"><span class="c0"></span></div><div class="c4"><span class="c0 c1"><br /></span><span class="c0 c1">4</span><span class="c0">. Allow a great deal of noise, — as much as is fairly endurable; but, the moment they seem getting beyond their own control, stop the noise at once. . Also put a stop at once to all fretting and grumbling. </span></div><div class="c2"><span class="c0"></span></div><div class="c4"><span class="c0 c1"><br /></span><span class="c0 c1">5</span><span class="c0">. Favor the development of each in the direction of his own bent. Help him to develop himself, but do not push development. To do so is most dangerous. </span></div><div class="c2"><span class="c0"></span></div><div class="c4"><span class="c0 c1"><br /></span><span class="c0 c1">6</span><span class="c0">. Mind the moral nature, and it will take care of the intellectual. In other words, the best thing for the intellect is the cultivation of the conscience, not in casuistry, but in conduct. It may take longer to arrive; but the end will be the highest possible health, vigor, and ratio of progress. </span></div><div class="c2"><span class="c0"></span></div><div class="c4"><span class="c0 c1"><br /></span><span class="c0 c1">7</span><span class="c0">. Discourage emulation, and insist on duty, — not often, but strongly. Having written these out, chiefly from notes I had made of a long talk with my father.</span></div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-21973713450628574452016-04-14T20:10:00.001-04:002016-04-14T21:39:20.442-04:00Macaroni & Applesauce<div style="text-align: center;"><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/26408256126/in/dateposted-public/" title="Macaroni and Apple Sauce"><img alt="Macaroni and Apple Sauce" height="415" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1694/26408256126_a02eb08286.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br />On the very few occasions when my mother put me in daycare (my brother and I were terrible little boys) Hilda would make plain macaroni with applesauce. I did not like daycare but sometimes I cook this meal up and it takes me back to my little person days!<br /><br />O I know a little now, and only a little, what Christ's deep saying mean about becoming like a child, about leaving all for Him, about service, and truth and love.God is loving, true, self forgetting friend. George Macdonald</div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-72635597977651593922016-04-07T18:25:00.001-04:002016-04-15T13:25:18.488-04:00Happy Place<div style="text-align: center;"><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/26267083826/in/photostream" title="Little Piece of Paradise!"><img alt="Little Piece of Paradise!" height="333" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1442/26267083826_882f205e09.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script> <br /><br />It does not look like much and it really is not much but that makes it all the sweeter. The weather this week and come to think of it for the last two weeks has been glorious. I was chilly in the shade so I got to wrap up in a wool blanket while reading my latest book of interest.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_px0FnhSBnY/VwbYXWff-YI/AAAAAAAAYRg/smCBiZoyYAgKGNQi9___fW2ntblzml4MA/s1600/bio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_px0FnhSBnY/VwbYXWff-YI/AAAAAAAAYRg/smCBiZoyYAgKGNQi9___fW2ntblzml4MA/s320/bio.jpg" width="224" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I am enjoying this biography of my favorite writer authored by <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Michael-Phillips/e/B000APTHGI/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0">Michael Phillips</a>. The life and times of <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_MacDonald">George Macdonald</a> are quite interesting to me and the letters he and his wife exchanged that are included in the text are an inspiration.</div><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="281" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/BzQiYtK5AT4" width="500"></iframe> <br />Macdonald writes to his wife to be October 24, 1848<br /><br />" Is love a beautiful thing, dearest? You and I love: but who created love? Let us ask him to purify our love and make it stronger and more real and more self-denying. I want to love you for ever so that, though there is not marrying ........ in heaven, we may see each other there as the best beloved. Oh Louisa, is it not true that our life is a growing unto life, and our death is a being born - our true birth? If there is anything beautiful in this our dreamy life shall in not shine forth in glory in the bright waking consciousness of heaven? And in our life together, my dear dear Louisa, if it please God thea we should pass any part of our life together here, shall it not still shine when the cloud in over my head? I may see the light shining from your face, and when darkness is around you, you may see the light on mine, and thus we shall take courage. But we can only expect to have this light within us and on our faces - we can only expect to be a blessing to each other - by doing that which is right......."<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-65173035483439335112016-03-21T09:37:00.002-04:002016-03-21T09:42:48.139-04:00The Wise Woman, A Double Story, The Lost Princess<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TYZtqDIOfTQ/Vu_2DUw8OpI/AAAAAAAAX-s/qmao6Qcj-t8mknH6tWBjWapRozYWW8yzg/s1600/mcmorris_lostprincess_sm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="321" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TYZtqDIOfTQ/Vu_2DUw8OpI/AAAAAAAAX-s/qmao6Qcj-t8mknH6tWBjWapRozYWW8yzg/s640/mcmorris_lostprincess_sm.jpg" width="500" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">No matter the chosen title, The Wise Woman, A Double Story, The Lost Princess, this little big story has invaluable lessons on being conformed to the image of our creator Christ which is the highest calling of you and I His beloved children!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="background-color: white; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-top: 0.5em;"><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Lost_Princess" target="_blank"><span style="color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.4px;">&nbsp;&nbsp;first published in 1875 as The Wise Woman: A Parable, is a fairy tale novel by George MacDonald.</span></span><span style="color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.4px;">The story describes how a woman of mysterious powers pays visits to two very different young girls: one a princess, the other a shepherd’s daughter. It has been regarded as ahead of its time in its approach to parenting.</span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I recently completed an audiobook reading of this publication and enjoyed producing it very much. <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_MacDonald" target="_blank">George Macdonald</a> is a true friend of mine from beyond the grave and His writings are an inspiration to my faith in our shared master Jesus!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="40" mozallowfullscreen="true" src="https://archive.org/embed/09Chapter9ADoubleStoryGeorgeMacdonald" webkitallowfullscreen="true" width="500"></iframe><br />Here is the link to the location on <a href="https://archive.org/details/09Chapter9ADoubleStoryGeorgeMacdonald">Archive.org</a>.</div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-62070818866123831732016-03-03T15:51:00.001-05:002016-03-04T10:04:01.101-05:00Quackers Out Back<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="281" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/GBkp7RnPzzc" width="500"></iframe> <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">You would think they would find a lovely pond somewhere but like last years they have returned to the ditch in the field behind the house. I am happy to have them!</div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-19407887201068478472016-02-17T08:53:00.000-05:002016-02-17T08:58:10.278-05:0018hp Merc 13'5" canoe test.<div style="text-align: center;"><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24983455031/in/photostream" title="2 Stroke 18 Hp Merc Test"><img alt="2 Stroke 18 Hp Merc Test" height="375" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1701/24983455031_47dbb9e6aa.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br />A friend of mine and I attached his 18hp Mercury 2 stroke on the Hullabaloo last evening for a little test. As usual things rarely go the way you may expect. I am thinking we will crank up the throttle, pop up on plane and be skipping across the surface of the bay a high speed. Not so unfortunately.<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Tf_z-pfZ1No" width="560"></iframe><br /><br />The motor boat performance may have been a disappointment but God's closing for the day was awe inspiring!<br /><br /><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24446119034/in/photostream" title="2 Stroke 18 Hp Merc Test"><img alt="2 Stroke 18 Hp Merc Test" height="375" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1443/24446119034_388bac7905.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script>&nbsp;<br /><br />If you do not know your Maker seek Him and be delighted!<br /><br /><div style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: start;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="text Jer-29-11" id="en-ESV-19647" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box;"><span class="versenum" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Arial; font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;">11&nbsp;</span><span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-19647A" data-link="(&lt;a href=&quot;#cen-ESV-19647A&quot; title=&quot;See cross-reference A&quot;&gt;A&lt;/a&gt;)" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>For I know the plans I have for you, declares the&nbsp;<span class="small-caps" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-variant: small-caps;">Lord</span>, plans for welfare&nbsp;and not for evil,&nbsp;<span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-19647B" data-link="(&lt;a href=&quot;#cen-ESV-19647B&quot; title=&quot;See cross-reference B&quot;&gt;B&lt;/a&gt;)" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>to give you a future and a hope.</span>&nbsp;<span class="text Jer-29-12" id="en-ESV-19648" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box;"><span class="versenum" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Arial; font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;">12&nbsp;</span><span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-19648C" data-link="(&lt;a href=&quot;#cen-ESV-19648C&quot; title=&quot;See cross-reference C&quot;&gt;C&lt;/a&gt;)" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me,&nbsp;<span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-19648D" data-link="(&lt;a href=&quot;#cen-ESV-19648D&quot; title=&quot;See cross-reference D&quot;&gt;D&lt;/a&gt;)" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>and I will hear you.</span>&nbsp;<span class="text Jer-29-13" id="en-ESV-19649" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box;"><span class="versenum" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Arial; font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;">13&nbsp;</span><span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-19649E" data-link="(&lt;a href=&quot;#cen-ESV-19649E&quot; title=&quot;See cross-reference E&quot;&gt;E&lt;/a&gt;)" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>You will seek me and find me, when you seek me&nbsp;<span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-19649F" data-link="(&lt;a href=&quot;#cen-ESV-19649F&quot; title=&quot;See cross-reference F&quot;&gt;F&lt;/a&gt;)" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>with all your heart.</span>&nbsp;<span class="text Jer-29-14" id="en-ESV-19650" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box;"><span class="versenum" style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Arial; font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;">14&nbsp;</span>I will be found by you, declares the&nbsp;<span class="small-caps" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-variant: small-caps;">Lord</span>,&nbsp;<span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-19650G" data-link="(&lt;a href=&quot;#cen-ESV-19650G&quot; title=&quot;See cross-reference G&quot;&gt;G&lt;/a&gt;)" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>and I will restore your fortunes and&nbsp;<span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-19650H" data-link="(&lt;a href=&quot;#cen-ESV-19650H&quot; title=&quot;See cross-reference H&quot;&gt;H&lt;/a&gt;)" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>gather you from all the nations and all the places&nbsp;<span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-19650I" data-link="(&lt;a href=&quot;#cen-ESV-19650I&quot; title=&quot;See cross-reference I&quot;&gt;I&lt;/a&gt;)" style="box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span>where I have driven you, declares the&nbsp;<span class="small-caps" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; font-variant: small-caps;">Lord</span>, and I will bring you back to the place from which I sent you into exile.&nbsp;</span></span><span class="passage-display-bcv" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; display: inline; font-size: x-small; line-height: 1.1; margin: 0px; padding-right: 10px;">Jeremiah 29:11-15</span><span class="passage-display-version" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; display: inline; font-size: x-small; line-height: 1.1;">English Standard Version (ESV)</span></div></div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-59490460901548946952016-02-16T07:44:00.000-05:002016-02-17T07:45:11.622-05:00Scamper Thru Window<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/RlWs8skCt08" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /></div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-3941673466621744192016-02-15T08:09:00.002-05:002016-02-17T10:20:26.060-05:00Tim Paskert guest speaker at Manhattan Baptist Church<div style="text-align: center;"><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24950076101/in/photostream" title="Tim Paskert Preaching"><img alt="Tim Paskert Preaching" height="333" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1606/24950076101_b949ef6a40.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br />A friend of mine <a href="https://www.facebook.com/tim.paskert" target="_blank">Tim Paskert </a>Spoke at a church Sunday (<a href="http://manhattanbaptist.org/" target="_blank">Manhattan Baptist</a>). He has been a kind of circuit rider of late and invited a bunch of men from a morning Bible study I attend to come.<br /><br /><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24412734604/in/photostream/" title="Tim Paskert Preaching"><img alt="Tim Paskert Preaching" height="333" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1497/24412734604_b4f825deeb.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br />Tim is an interesting fellow to say the least. Wherever he goes you are going to know he is there. He claims there was a time in his younger years when he actually believed that there is no God. If you did not know him then you would be hard pressed to picture Tim without God. I did not know him them but I am told He was only a little less fervent about sharing his faith for atheism than he now is about the Gospel of my Lord and rescuer Jesus!<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="281" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/xqVIUJnUX-M" width="500"></iframe> <br /><br />Tim continues to humble himself before the Lord and the Lord faithfully gives him Grace to share his passion for the Truth of God's Word. I was blessed and encouraged by the hearing!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here is <a href="http://purposecity.com/insights/trust-god-always-sends-ram/" target="_blank">a bit more about </a>Tim and his family.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Thank you Lord for my Christian brothers.</div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-15426339614443058972016-02-14T08:00:00.000-05:002016-02-14T08:00:52.984-05:00Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates.<div style="text-align: center;"><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24652092369/in/dateposted-public/" title="Train up a child (1 Kings 17:1-7)"><img alt="Train up a child (1 Kings 17:1-7)" height="500" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1584/24652092369_4e46ed5e68.jpg" width="412" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script> <br /><br />My father and mother above anything else desired that my brother and I know our Father in heaven. My father painted two scenes on doors in our home as a reminder of God's love for us. One was of God's Provision for Elijah <a href="https://www.kingjamesbibleonline.org/1-Kings-17-8_17-16/" target="_blank">(1 Kings 17:1-7) </a>pictures in the above image. The other was was a scene of fisherman with nets reminding us that we were fishers of men (<a href="https://www.kingjamesbibleonline.org/Matthew-4-19/" target="_blank">Matthew 4:19</a>).<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I was recently in a home where I was blessed to see Scripture on a young one's bedroom door!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24724208120/in/dateposted-public/" title="Train up a child"><img alt="Train up a child" height="500" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1592/24724208120_740ef06732.jpg" width="442" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br />God's Promises are sure and His Word will not return void!<br /><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #363030; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 17.28px; line-height: 22.464px; text-align: start; white-space: pre-wrap;"> “Hear, O Israel: The LORD our God, the LORD is one. You shall love the LORD your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your might. And these words that I command you today shall be on your heart. You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, and when you walk by the way, and when you lie down, and when you rise. You shall bind them as a sign on your hand, and they shall be as frontlets between your eyes. You shall write them on the doorposts of your house and on your gates. “And when the LORD your God brings you into the land that he swore to your fathers, to Abraham, to Isaac, and to Jacob, to give you—with great and good cities that you did not build, and houses full of all good things that you did not fill, and cisterns that you did not dig, and vineyards and olive trees that you did not plant—and when you eat and are full, then take care lest you forget the LORD, who brought you out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of slavery. It is the LORD your God you shall fear. Him you shall serve and by his name you shall swear. You shall not go after other gods, the gods of the peoples who are around you—for the LORD your God in your midst is a jealous God—lest the anger of the LORD your God be kindled against you, and he destroy you from off the face of the earth. “You shall not put the LORD your God to the test, as you tested him at Massah. You shall diligently keep the commandments of the LORD your God, and his testimonies and his statutes, which he has commanded you. And you shall do what is right and good in the sight of the LORD, that it may go well with you, and that you may go in and take possession of the good land that the LORD swore to give to your fathers by thrusting out all your enemies from before you, as the LORD has promised. “When your son asks you in time to come, ‘What is the meaning of the testimonies and the statutes and the rules that the LORD our God has commanded you?’ then you shall say to your son, ‘We were Pharaoh's slaves in Egypt. And the LORD brought us out of Egypt with a mighty hand. And the LORD showed signs and wonders, great and grievous, against Egypt and against Pharaoh and all his household, before our eyes. And he brought us out from there, that he might bring us in and give us the land that he swore to give to our fathers. And the LORD commanded us to do all these statutes, to fear the LORD our God, for our good always, that he might preserve us alive, as we are this day. And it will be righteousness for us, if we are careful to do all this commandment before the LORD our God, as he has commanded us.’ (Deuteronomy 6:4-25 ESV)</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #363030; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 17.28px; line-height: 22.464px; text-align: start; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span>Thank you dad and mom for planting the truth of God's Word in my life. It has served me well! Freedom and peace! Truly man does not live by bread alone.<br /><br /><h4 style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: grey; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-stretch: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 24px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: start; vertical-align: baseline;"><a href="http://www.esvbible.org/Deuteronomy+8:3/" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(128, 128, 128); border-bottom-style: solid; border-width: 0px 0px 1px; color: #404040; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Deuteronomy 8:3</a></h4><div class="passage-results" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: 24px; margin: 20px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: start; vertical-align: baseline;"><div class="esv passage eng text" end="5008003" id="v5008003-5008003" reference="Deuteronomy 8:3" start="5008003" style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><div class="virtual" id="p05008003_01-1" style="border: 0px; color: #363030; display: inline; font-family: inherit; font-size: 17.28px; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 22.464px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><a alt="esv_01" class="va" href="https://draft.blogger.com/null" rel="v05008003" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(128, 128, 128); border-bottom-style: solid; border-width: 0px 0px 1px; color: #404040; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"></a>And he humbled you and let you hunger and fed you with manna, which you did not know, nor did your fathers know, that he might make you know that man does not live by&nbsp;<span class="search-match" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-bottom-style: dotted; border-width: 0px 0px 1px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">bread</span>&nbsp;<span class="search-match" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-bottom-style: dotted; border-width: 0px 0px 1px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">alone</span>, but man lives by every word that comes from the mouth of the&nbsp;<span class="small-caps" style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: small-caps; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Lord</span>.</div></div></div></div></div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-53655496523913814092016-02-12T12:01:00.000-05:002016-02-12T12:01:06.619-05:00Critter Trouble<div style="text-align: center;">I received a call this morning from a friend with hens. There used to be four now there are three and I had a trap set on the property in an attempt to capture the culprit. Keep in mind these creatures are not villains they are surviving just the same as we are. The call was informing me that the trap had done its job so I headed over and this is what I found!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="281" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/MmGfP1gfPNA" width="500"></iframe></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24954218186/in/dateposted-public/" title="Opossum"><img alt="Opossum" height="333" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1517/24954218186_1496bf9688.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">A healthy Opossum giving me the "I am your worst nightmare treatment." I have always been fond of Opossums and have found them to be all bluster and bluff. They are very slow movers and if really pressed they will just flop over and play dead. The larger ones do smell revolting and if you catch one they will often begin slowing pooping all over the place to make themselves even more undesirable.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24612901829/in/dateposted-public/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="Opossum"><img alt="Opossum" height="333" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1623/24612901829_4074f8cd64.jpg" width="500" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-32058907494922511132016-02-11T10:38:00.000-05:002016-02-12T11:04:47.877-05:00Smoked Meatloaf<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="281" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/_bDwyk3WI_I" width="500"></iframe> <br /><br />The meatloaf was a bit dry but not bad. Nice complex flavor from the smoke and cook very well.<br /><br /><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24336769214/in/photostream" title="Smoked Meat Loaf"><img alt="Smoked Meat Loaf" height="333" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1585/24336769214_e19f6b8767.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br /><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24849376102/in/photostream/" title="Smoked Meat Loaf"><img alt="Smoked Meat Loaf" height="333" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1663/24849376102_c78547d630.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br /><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24874044561/in/photostream/" title="Smoked Meat Loaf"><img alt="Smoked Meat Loaf" height="333" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1578/24874044561_260635d4c8.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br />Remember whenever cutting wood of any kind with any implement do not become complacent. This little slip could have cost me several hundred dollars if the blade had been traveling in any other direction except perpendicular to my leg.<br /><br /><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24340516673/in/photostream/" title="Smoked Meat Loaf"><img alt="Smoked Meat Loaf" height="333" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1556/24340516673_67a7105a71.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br /><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24336769284/in/photostream/" title="Smoked Meat Loaf"><img alt="Smoked Meat Loaf" height="500" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1457/24336769284_2750e2ff5d.jpg" width="333" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br />Thanking God this was not laid wide open.<br /><br /><div class="reg" style="background-color: #fdfeff; color: #001320; font-family: Trebuchet, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; text-align: justify;"><span class="reftext" style="color: #0092f2; font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; margin-left: 1px; margin-right: 2px; vertical-align: text-top;"><a href="http://biblehub.com/isaiah/53-1.htm" style="color: #0092f2; text-decoration: none;"><b>1</b></a></span>Who hath believed our report? and to whom is the arm of the LORD revealed?</div><div class="reg" style="background-color: #fdfeff; color: #001320; font-family: Trebuchet, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; text-align: justify;"><span class="reftext" style="color: #0092f2; font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; margin-left: 1px; margin-right: 2px; vertical-align: text-top;"><a href="http://biblehub.com/isaiah/53-2.htm" style="color: #0092f2; text-decoration: none;"><b>2</b></a></span>For he shall grow up before him as a tender plant, and as a root out of a dry ground: he hath no form nor comeliness; and when we shall see him,&nbsp;<i>there is</i>&nbsp;no beauty that we should desire him.</div><div class="reg" style="background-color: #fdfeff; color: #001320; font-family: Trebuchet, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; text-align: justify;"><span class="reftext" style="color: #0092f2; font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; margin-left: 1px; margin-right: 2px; vertical-align: text-top;"><a href="http://biblehub.com/isaiah/53-3.htm" style="color: #0092f2; text-decoration: none;"><b>3</b></a></span>He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were&nbsp;<i>our</i>&nbsp;faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.</div><div class="reg" style="background-color: #fdfeff; color: #001320; font-family: Trebuchet, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; text-align: justify;"><span class="reftext" style="color: #0092f2; font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; margin-left: 1px; margin-right: 2px; vertical-align: text-top;"><a href="http://biblehub.com/isaiah/53-4.htm" style="color: #0092f2; text-decoration: none;"><b>4</b></a></span>Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.</div><div class="reg" style="background-color: #fdfeff; color: #001320; font-family: Trebuchet, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; text-align: justify;"><span class="reftext" style="color: #0092f2; font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;helvetica&quot; , sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; margin-left: 1px; margin-right: 2px; vertical-align: text-top;"><a href="http://biblehub.com/isaiah/53-5.htm" style="color: #0092f2; text-decoration: none;"><b>5</b></a></span>But he&nbsp;<i>was</i>&nbsp;wounded for our transgressions,&nbsp;<i>he was</i>&nbsp;bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace&nbsp;<i>was</i>&nbsp;upon him; and with his stripes we are healed. Isaiah 53:1-5</div></div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-76397551244916262952016-02-10T15:11:00.000-05:002016-02-10T15:11:42.076-05:00Squirrels First Day Out<div style="text-align: center;"><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24574956589/in/photostream" title="Mamma Squirrel Babies first climb."><img alt="Mamma Squirrel Babies first climb." height="333" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1660/24574956589_3c283a2477.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="281" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/3oWgoENbaYU" width="500"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-66432594052213453642016-02-04T16:17:00.000-05:002016-02-04T16:17:09.623-05:00Grumpy Little Owl<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24701935342/in/photostream" title="Grumpy Bird"><img alt="Grumpy Bird" height="333" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1663/24701935342_1d1c2d4db4.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br />Can you blame him/her.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="281" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/z-m-yh40ATU" width="500"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-91804198231172313802016-02-01T20:32:00.001-05:002016-02-01T20:32:18.119-05:00Smoked Ribeye<div style="text-align: center;"><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24759951325/in/photostream" title="Smoked Ribeye Steak Dinner"><img alt="Smoked Ribeye Steak Dinner" height="333" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1634/24759951325_517c68f322.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Last Saturday I smoked a Ribeye.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="281" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/mCtHCczP2hk" width="500"></iframe> <br />It was very good!</div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-12923314498087552682016-01-31T16:26:00.001-05:002016-02-01T07:56:21.031-05:00Cowboy Up Ministry<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24110267273/in/dateposted-public/" title="Cowboy Up Ministires"><img alt="Cowboy Up Ministires" height="500" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1557/24110267273_3d35b626e6.jpg" width="436" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br />I met <a href="https://www.facebook.com/skipper.calder" target="_blank">Skipper Calder</a> this morning of <a href="https://www.facebook.com/Cowboy-up-Ministry-322170073440/info/?tab=page_info" target="_blank">Cowboy-up Ministries</a>&nbsp;located at the <a href="http://www.hillsboroughcountyfair.com/" target="_blank">Hillsborough County Fairgrounds.</a><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="350" src="https://www.google.com/maps/embed?pb=!1m14!1m8!1m3!1d14099.015491046597!2d-82.2028908!3d27.9401897!3m2!1i1024!2i768!4f13.1!3m3!1m2!1s0x0%3A0x65f3443f398dc295!2sHillsborough+County+Fair!5e0!3m2!1sen!2sus!4v1454275457056" style="border: 0;" width="500"></iframe> <br /><br /><span style="background-color: white; border: 0px rgb(229 , 229 , 229); color: #505050; font-family: &quot;open sans&quot;; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: 20.15px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">contact Skipper Calder at p:&nbsp;<span class="gc-cs-link" id="gc-number-0" style="border: 0px rgb(229 , 229 , 229); color: #0033bb; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline;" title="Call with Google Voice">863-781-2281</span></span><br /><a href="https://mail.google.com/mail/?view=cm&amp;fs=1&amp;tf=1&amp;to=horseministry@yahoo.com" style="background-color: white; border: 0px rgb(229, 229, 229); color: #af7070; font-family: 'Open Sans'; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: 20.15px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; transition: color 300ms, background-color 300ms, opacity 300ms; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">e: horseministry{@}yahoo.com</a><br /><a href="https://www.facebook.com/Cowboy-up-Ministry-322170073440/?pnref=lhc" style="background-color: white; border: 0px rgb(229, 229, 229); color: #af7070; font-family: 'Open Sans'; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: 20.15px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; transition: color 300ms, background-color 300ms, opacity 300ms; vertical-align: baseline;">f: Cowboy-Up Ministry Facebook Page</a><br /><a href="https://www.facebook.com/skipper.calder?_rdr=p" style="background-color: white; border: 0px rgb(229, 229, 229); color: #af7070; font-family: 'Open Sans'; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: 20.15px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; transition: color 300ms, background-color 300ms, opacity 300ms; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank">f: facebook.com/skipper.calder</a><br /><br /><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24737125645/in/dateposted-public/" title="Cowboy Up Ministires"><img alt="Cowboy Up Ministires" height="333" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1484/24737125645_371382a507.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br />Today they had special guests from Paul Daily&nbsp;and his&nbsp;<a href="https://www.facebook.com/whministries/info/?tab=overview" target="_blank">Wild Horse Ministries</a>.<br /><br /><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24110268163/in/dateposted-public/" title="Cowboy Up Ministires"><img alt="Cowboy Up Ministires" height="500" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1598/24110268163_304f97da36.jpg" width="333" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="30" mozallowfullscreen="true" src="https://archive.org/embed/WildHorseMinistyAtCowboyUpMinistry" webkitallowfullscreen="true" width="500"></iframe> <br /><br />It was a pleasure to watch them gentle a never ridden horse and ride it within an hour or so before our eyes. Twice as nice was hearing the process related to the working of Jesus in our own lives!<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/H4DR89hVDOg" width="560"></iframe> <br /><br />It was a great time of fellowship among the cowboy faithful.<br /><br /><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24108943354/in/dateposted-public/" title="Cowboy Up Ministires"><img alt="Cowboy Up Ministires" height="333" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1534/24108943354_42ec8cc5a2.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br />Moreover, brethren, I declare unto you the gospel which I preached unto you, which also ye have received, and wherein ye stand;By which also ye are saved, if ye keep in memory what I preached unto you, unless ye have believed in vain.For I delivered unto you first of all that which I also received, how that Christ died for our sins according to the scriptures;And that he was buried, and that he rose again the third day according to the scriptures:<br />1 Corinthians 151-4<br /><br /></div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-63686710404667004672016-01-30T11:54:00.000-05:002016-01-30T15:06:57.583-05:00Mashugana Joe<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mN0VMbslDYc/Vqzj7RTWxSI/AAAAAAAAW70/8ff8LSfKy8s/s1600/_DSC1660.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mN0VMbslDYc/Vqzj7RTWxSI/AAAAAAAAW70/8ff8LSfKy8s/s400/_DSC1660.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My Friend Joe and I went to one of his favorite eateries ABC Pizza. I know he is my friend because he will remind me of this repeatedly whenever we talk. It takes me back to life on the playground when you meet someone new and if you think you like them you ask them the question, " Will you be my friend?" I need to re-learn this honest approach to relationships.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">&nbsp;It was good to see Joe again. We have been acquainted for over a decade. Joe always has words of wisdom. I am not sure he means them to be so, or thinks of them as such, but truly they are. Joe is a sincere person for better or for worse and it is refreshing. This visits two word's of wisdom are.....&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">1. "It is always good to feel wanted."</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">2. "It is good to know people."</span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="35" mozallowfullscreen="true" src="https://archive.org/embed/WantedKnowPeople" webkitallowfullscreen="true" width="500"></iframe><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #363030; font-family: &quot;georgia&quot; , &quot;times&quot; , &quot;times new roman&quot; , serif; font-size: 17.28px; line-height: 22.464px; white-space: pre-wrap;"> For by the grace given to me I say to everyone among you not to think of himself more highly than he ought to think, but to think with sober judgment, each according to the measure of faith that God has assigned. (Romans 12:3 ESV)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-52325798482077261272016-01-30T08:00:00.001-05:002016-01-30T09:45:54.548-05:00Crows Again<div style="text-align: center;"><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24080031453/in/photostream" title="Black Birds Again"><img alt="Black Birds Again" height="375" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1600/24080031453_a0a79bc0c3.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script><br /><br />They pay no attention to daylight savings it is the quality of the light.<br /><br /><a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/noshoes/24413009690/in/dateposted-public/" title="Black Bird"><img alt="Black Bird" height="247" src="https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1505/24413009690_5d21839260.jpg" width="500" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script></div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3851811.post-81301917480265714052016-01-26T10:06:00.001-05:002016-01-30T07:40:39.108-05:00Crows<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/_7X4v65mf0I" width="480"></iframe></div>Bill Wallerhttps://plus.google.com/107601790787013702021noreply@blogger.com0